Waiting for My Cornbread...

Just a few random thoughts from an overworked brain staring down the barrel of midnight.

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I started this project with the intent for it to be a workout mix. About a third of the way through I said, "Uhhh, this might be a party mix."

The response to the first Neptunes mix has been so overwhelmingly positive, and these two musical geniuses have such a prolific body of work that I just had to do it again...and I STILL left a lot of tracks out. Look out for Neptunes III next year. As always, thank you and happy listening.

Part 1 of my (hopefully) 26-Part Alphabet Mix. This one is brought to you by the letter "A".  Let's see if you can figure it out.

After great demand, I've finally taken the past 3 hours and figured out how to not only get these podcasts up on iTunes, but how to also get the files embedded on my blog. I've started you off with what has undoubtedly been my most popular mix. Just press "Play" and enjoy. There will be more to come.

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In this post, I continue my peer-acclaimed Translating Rap Lyrics series by dramatically improving one of today's most popular hits (for some odd reason):  Trinidad James' "All Gold Everything".

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To anyone who still gets email updates, RSS feeds, or (GASP!) still checks the site from time to time, please allow this post to serve as friendly notice of my plan to return in the near future.

Be on the lookout.

So.  Remember a few weeks ago when I said my plan was to update Cornbread every Sunday at least, and every Sunday and Wednesday at most?

How'd that work out?

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I'm quickly learning that a cruel part of getting older is having to make concessions in areas where you were either too stupid or too egomaniacal to concede before.  Basically, the longer you live, the more times you have to throw your hands up and say, "Whatever".

One area where this comes into play is with the fads, trends, and popular culture of the times in which you live.  No one wants to be that fuddy-duddy who thinks their iTunes account is tied to their phone bill, or records their "stories" on their VCR, or uses the term "The Facebooks", or still watches Standard-Definition TV, or utters phrases like "Gettin' jiggy wit' it".  However, like it or not, we are all marked with our relative expiration dates.  No, I'm not talking about our true dates of expiration, but the date when we simply become culturally obsolete.

I believe this is colloquially known as being "old"...

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